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Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by fame, Nov 6, 2004.
ima go see it i hate him, the only dude who can pull off 3 mins, with 15 words
damn crank dat
^^ hes ryhmes shit with bitch about 50 times
Man I have not written in mad long
there's a brief chit chat between rain and windowpane
and i can't help but stay awake just to hear the sane
rationale that peeks through gibberish, between tick tocks
of water drops on acid plastic pit stops
feeling grey- but just as much cause it defines me so
and i have to ask but what a definition means to me and my soul
expanding randoms that disappear at an honest glance
a silver grey reality and color fantasy romance
technicolor is the medium and the middle is finally first
when thoughts are influence by the past, the last verse
a bathroom window opens itself up to a disguised spirit
and a philosophy blossoms whenever i step near it
curiosity killed the cat but the conscious are still kicking
when impulses react and the thought processes are clicking
picking a serenade over pushcart odyssey monologues
confounding the soundings over political critics entourage
i smoke crack for breakfast i leave my shit in a sack i get high to the max so relax all you graffiti doombas get the facts
ill fuck you up stupid stab u in the heart like cupid i wanna go into an amok
rip out ur face with a rock slap you with a cock
get ur trigger finger ready and grip lock your spray can
when i express my feelings through art it makes my day man
grab a fan get rid of the fumes thats in the room
clean up that mess, dont lie to ur parents, confess
on what you did tell em you spilt ur dope ass ink
this shit isn't Reakwon only made with brass links
cuz im to poor to afford that real gold
wait till ur life story unfolds cuz theres alot of shit to get done
go bombing run, have fun
ayyo , ive slain more beef than a cow slaughterhouse
what's gonna bring me down?
nothing motherfucker , yall know what im about
rap's my job and the mic's my boss
who's getting paid by spittin dope shit , thats us
im hittin more bitches than a prostitute rapist
my flow's regulatin , the reputation of a hip-hop fascist
steady bombin , droppin heavy shit on the streets
basin my life on my lyric sheets ,
im stunnin , make yall feelin my illin fill'ins
my raps are unstoppable , i make hoes cum just to see me flowin
dominating this world with the darker thoughts, forever
i aint sweet , im bitter
to make yall know , i aint nothing to fuck with in this situation
i box'd more heads in than iron mike tyson ,
collecting my money , fuckin your honeys purposely with no mercy
aint got shit left to say , except gimme your pelle-pelle
(nah i mean , really)
all u punks that,
spit ur bunk raps,
will get smoked an gutted like a blunt wrap,
worse than wen ur stoner friends be '' weres the skunk at''
bounce ur shits allways dope, u record?
edit added a lil sumin
i can topple giants,
with the apliance,
of biochemical science,
against police sirens,
and hip hop tyrants,
who only lissten to mainstream,
i train teams,
to explain themes,
an concepts that'll make ur brain scream,
corupt governers who wanna drain cream,
out the comunity, and in to there pokets,
make me wanna grab glock quick,
then cock it,
and put it straight to the pricks eye soket.
but thats not in my charecter,
so ill just haunt them with specters,
off the dead from city sectors,
got the ends on hold,
we starvin while they living with gold
I'm too white to rap
trees have sap
I'd tap that
I need a nap
lord forgive me for my sins,
i dropped mad rhymes , did crimes , smoked more than a dime
popped mad nines,
that's the lifestyle i chose , my pain's trapped behind these lines,
i'm livin' payin fines , stalkin on every street i find,
cops hate me cause i chill them to their spine,
theres a lot of fucked up shit going on in my mind
lying's the principal value in this world
treason's comon like the seasons, it just comes and go further
loyalty's just a word , that why all these cats say it but dont applicate it
nobody learned from their errors , so the world filled with bullshit
im bring this rap to a whole other level , the street level
fuck flipmode , def jam , interscope and rock-a-fellow
so-called mc's talking about guns ,
holdin weight but scared when the wind blows, uh
im screaming fuck this world , now its all about bitches ,paper and thongs,
rap's just not what it was before ,gotta bring it back where it belongs
i had to spit this shit outta my lungs , cause it was killing me
to see cats spittin eyes closed , thinking all the world's feelin it
ill wait till the beat drops,
then cut it up like weed crops,
cuss i want my lyrics to be potent,
the words iv spoken,
stronger than the shit u smokin,
got u dazed and confused,
like u blazed on a zoot,
cuss i was raised on truth,
see thru u dishonest rappers, shud never strayed in the booth,
cuss ill come at u with ninjitsu tactics,
stealth mode hiding in the shade on ur roof,
i aint afraid of ur troops, slayed u in groupes,
i even prayed on ur youths,
not a sex ofender, just killing ur whole clan is my agenda,
taking out bitches and pretenders,
broke mcs who front like big spennders,
u unable to protect ur vital areas thats tender,
return ur soul back to the sender,
to bad lady luck didnt befriend ya,
u aint got a single defender,
when my blade extends, gunna rip shit like a blender,
i intend, my sword skills to transcend,
a physical leval, im as near to the devil,
as the tip of a spear is to metal,
liberate ur left ear,a years worth of gear, an down a beer befor the dust settles,
gettin better sketch3?
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that was dope.
that gave me chills. hah
watcha know bout da ABCTO
assual banditz came to own
see da name errwherr ya go
takin over st louis mo
and if ya really wanna catch us we be comin off da trax
wit dem fully automatics and da paint up in our bag
watcha kno bout thugs bombin tha city
ya names wat it waz when ya go missin.
im down to kick it an flow/paint anyday. hit me up
Pulled up, my roof missin, my deuce glistne, no stool pigeon/
school women on cool lennon, startched down in my new denom/
lose fellins but gain balls, the game calls for change, loss/
same boss, the chain floss, red candy apple frame gloss/
no change lost in my paper chase, im sittin on stacks, call me paper weight/
i chief a blunt when i take a break, got so much water i could make a lake/
ill make a date and take ya place, swich ones sons all on her face/
thats the case, ill snatch ya mate, stay blazed up with a sac a day/
i dont package yay but i touch the bricks, ill fuck a bitch for the fuck of it/
buck at swich then im duckin quick, come bak pissed and ill dump a clip/
my stump'll rip all through ya chest, im pumpin teks, im in the TEX/
southwest San Antone i wreck, damn i wreck now show respect....
demons get released to feast on your souls
looking deep into your mind with my eyes like holes
i see no end to this satanic shit
virgins cummin out blood every time i spit
shootin words like daggers every time i trip
in your hood i take the good and leave you with shit
gang colors dont matter, i dont care bout it
wake up in hell with youir neck split
every where you go man your blood drip
thats all i got for now...its kinda crap
Forgive me for I have sinned,
I have been real while bitches pretend.
to be what others want them to be.
they think they a abcdef G.
this is for you so ima proceed.
make this ideal dream complete.
negative thoughts i delete.
whack mcs know they cant compete.
therefore would end up in a defeat.
ya sweatin like you just ran miles.
consider this my sucka free keystyle.
and they keep hatin, meanwhile.
Im tossin up my name for fame.
Wont get caught moms,so no need to worry.
she thinks its all about the glory.
to me its all about the rush.
dont give me your heart,cause it will easily crush.
in my hands,here is the best man.
you a wasteman,mad rhymes I chant.
while you bitches go out and rant.
about how ill i am.
you cant stand.
legs shaking,just cause you know who i am.
you think you can step to me?
ima give you the fuckin count to three.
questioning your lyrical ability.
your strugglin like the industrial revoultion.
so quickly think of a solution.
my flow keeps pushin.
you about to fall for you there aint no cushion.
off the top.
hella long since the last time i spit.
i used to be a bad man
lying to my self and so
then believed in my lie
so thats the reason why nowaday i puff the spliff to get high
im doing it to hide my feeling and to fuck up my mind
im telling you, i tough about dying couple times
but my brother said fuck it your all fine
i guess i had to believe in him
cause today im living to shine
edit: tell me if something doesnt work, cause my english grammar is bad
this whole section dont rhyme, and not much of the rest of it
lie, why, high..
but yeah the man/and doesnt work, i knew it pretty well i just didnt knew wich word to use....
yea but the way u structer ur shit, its not enough to just put rhymin werds in
i used to be a bad man
lying to my self and so
then believed in my lie
so thats the reason why,
nowaday i puff the spliff to get high
im doing it to hide,
my feeling and to fuck up my mind
im telling you i tough about dying couple times,
but my brother said fuck it your all fine,
cause today im living to shine,
aight welll its late and im tired
munchieesss time to get mean
mc's full of bullshittin , cant trust nobody
everytime i step in the booth , i feel the death above me
i got deadly lyrics , that's why i spit murder music
noticed you got a new mic , time to find a use to it
im all up in that ass , and you better get used to it
explosive like a bomb and you cant defuse it
lyrical genocide , im moving street level so high
idea's wide , bring the beef i aint scared to die
when i knock at your door kiss yo mama good bye
BYE BYE , IM COMING
im killin, think twice before steppin in the booth
cause im one of those mc's with lyrics true
since everybody knows the truth
tell me who the FUCK you gon lie to?
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